the rain is fitting today

the crying sky mimics my crying eyes

the rain makes sense

the rain is pretty much

the only thing

that makes sense

because nothing makes sense today

the tears fall

one by one

thousands by thousands

and nothing i can do

will stop them

because there is nothing i can do

to stop the inevitable

isn’t grief weird?

one day fine

the next day

when it becomes real

nothing stops the tears

nothing stops the pain

but the day after that?

seemingly fine

but broken inside

all this

over my little love

oh how i miss you so

and you aren’t even gone yet

the inevitable creeps closer

soon it will be 5

soon you will be gone

my little love

oh how i miss you so

i miss you already

i’m so sorry my love

we couldn’t save you

no matter how we tried

i’m so sorry my love

you were too good to us

and now we have to be good to you

we have to let you go

so goodbye my little love

i will love you forever

but unfortunately sometimes

i love you

means having to let go

goodbye my little love

goodbye